1.
still calm waters
wrap itself around
my skin raised up –
lifted the lows, sinking
stones left turned
bubbles barely breaking
the surface, ebb
rebounding shock
waves ripple bounce
back & forth, listening.
2.
reason resides in hidden depths,
brackish stagnant pools
light resists, blacking out
stretching farther than first
thought, hindsight;
water – cooled fires
like lava, surface warmth down
played where gravity catches
molten feelers, still
too cool to touch.
white noise, silence
hidden hissing in the depths.
3.
healing is impossible
under these conditions
where I fight
to subdue feelings
while she floats
detached from her
body watching with
no arms & legs
visualizing her flops
failing to protect
her self sub – merged.
the hard unyielding
cold reaching out,
waiting for you to come home.
4.
afraid, fearing words
attack another layer
scar – tissue requiring
exising, freed up
canker replacing foul
with pink flushes
rosey & open to
new life, breathing
where there was once decay.
5.
death, a living Hell
where Hades hath no fury
like a woman
hurt, drowning
in her own tears.
© Copyright 2016, Jodine Derena Butler & ‘Poetry Out West’. All Rights Reserved
Poetry Out West 
Beautifully penned.
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Thank you 😎
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I would really appreciate it if you could have a look at my page as well,would love to hear your views.Cheers
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Sure, I think I already have…will take another look. Jx
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I just can’t find the right words to express what I’m trying to say in this poem…it’s a little frustrating. I think my writing is slowing down. Always a good sign as far as healing is concerned 😊
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drowning in her own tears…. let her come out..
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Yes…it’s difficult, but yes and they are. Jx
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